The Art of Deception
or Pride and Extreme Prejudice
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors. This week I continue another book, that will eventually come out via booktrope. It’s a spy story set in late Georgian England, the year before Trafalgar. Last week I returned to Alice’s story. Her Uncle Grey has found her tutor, a Madame Rene. He has a few questions for her, about Alice. What started out as a friendly reunion becomes a tad tense. It continues so in this snippet.
The piano music, that had been playing in the background stopped, and Alice walked out of the door, down the hall, and over to them, “Uncle, do you know Madame Renne?”
Madame Renne said, “We’ve met.”
“Oh,” Alice tried to keep her curiosity from her voice.
Answering Lord Grey’s question, Madame Renne continued, “Son français, il est bon aussi longtemps qu’elle prétend être de la Normandie.”
“Why would I have to pretend to be from Normandy?”
Her uncle answered, “Alice, my dear, you still have a touch of an English accent; the Parisians would know in a trice. Shouldn’t be surprised, I’ve had to do the same; anyway, niece, I thought I should escort you home.”
“You have, when?”
“It’s a long story, maybe I’ll tell you some evening.”
Madame Renne looked sharply at ‘Monsieur LeBlanc’, and then at her student; “Miss Alice,” she said, “This man, he is not to be trusted.”
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Ah, the plot thickens. Let’s hope she doesn’t run into anyone from Normandy who A) asks where in Normandy because maybe we’re related or B) realizes her accent is a la Normandie.
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Lord Grey adroitly sidesteps the question about subterfuge. I guess his untrustworthiness is political? Or is he not to be trusted with the frailer sex?
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There is definitely some history there. I wonder what happened between them in the past. Nice snippet!
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An untrustworthy Englishman with a passable but not perfect French accent, a tutor who warns her not to trust her uncle – a very nice set-up. I’m intrigued to see where this is going.
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